Being a die-hard shutterbug it was VERY difficult for me to choose my favourite snaps. After all, how does one trawl through 50,000 photos (no, I’m not shitting you) only to select but a few?

Oh sorry. Did you actually want an answer?

1. 70s dressups. God forbid what I was actually dressing up as – a granny? I don’t remember, nor do I recall what was stuffed down my shirt to create matronly bosoms. Given it was pre chicken-fillet era, probably tissues. What was my mother thinking? I love this though, as it reminds me of my inner actress (something I’m a bit too shit scared to bring out now. I may also be prosecuted for it) and that I clearly don’t need “tissues” anymore. I was also wearing my dad’s really strong glasses so it felt like I was walking on the moon, looking down at earth (or something, it was the 70s).

2. 1981 Book Week Parade. F*ck yes, another dressup. This is me and my primary school bestie, Linda. I didn’t have that many good friends in primary school (too busy primping in the mirror pretending I was Pocahontas or a granny, I suppose) so, you know, fond times (although the sack dress my mum made was really scratchy. I don’t recommend it).

3. 2002 Puri-kura. No favourite photo collection could possibly be complete without one’s dodgiest set of Print Club “faces” and random Japanese “gents” crowded into a tiny sweaty little Yokohama Print Club booth. Too easy. And pass the stinky cheese.

3. 2004 My favourite wedding photo. Because it was unposed (and yet, oddly, posed) and captured us beautifully (aka I’m in charge and calling the shots. Ssssshhhhh). One of the most wicked days of me life.

4. 2006 My Scout. At a few days old she was already reading fluently, formulating equations and sleeping through the night (just kidding). If only she had enough hair to be a supermodel.

5. 2010 My Inky. She came out a chubba and she hasn’t let us down, even if she did look disarmingly like John Goodman for the first few weeks of her life. This photo makes me think of Spring and hanging out in the backyard with our newborn in those delirious days after birth.

6. 2010 Ladies that love. This is not something that I take for granted. I also don’t take for granted the fact that Inky is sleeping.

7. 2011 The Happy. For the first few months of her life, Inky was a grumpy, unhappy baby. We really struggled with her “personality” and feared that was just going to be who she was. Happily, the universe (and our *cough* rad parenting) was kind and delivered us soon enough a true buffoon with a remarkable sense of humour and of the ridiculous. Even if the universe turkey-slapped us back in the face with her shocking sleep. Swings, roundabouts and roller coasters, yes?

8. 2012 My little poser. Can’t imagine where she gets it from.

12 comments on “Favourite photos (aka self-indulgent life of a blogger)”

I love this so much. So much personality in these shots – especially the last one of Scout. She is workin’ it baby! I also love inky buried in all the clothes. Those eyes have mischief in them for sure I reckon.

I was a dress up queen too (and a little actress!). My sister and I both used to dress up very similar to the way you were dressed in that first shot and play “ladies”. We even gave ourselves “lady” names – I was Shirley and my sister was Madge!! You would have been right at home at one of our tea-parties.

PS You are so gorgeous in that shot of you and Inky. Such a lovely new-mum glow

Thanks Rachel! Sounds like we would have been besties at that age, for sure. I was so into dressups and acting. My best friend Jody and I used to pretend we were ABBA (she was blonde, I was dark) and we’d mime to all the Best of ABBA songs. Ah, those were the halcyon days indeed. Kx

That photo of you holding your little baby is just beautiful. And the wedding photo too. Adorable!!!!!
I am not a photographer at all mores the pity. Love that you were hardcore committed to snapping even in the throws of your speeeecciiaal daaaaay!